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Chapter Twenty-Six

My eyes fluttered open, and the first person I saw was Zanniah. As soon as she saw I was awake, her face lit up. "You're awake!" She exclaimed.

I groaned loudly, and sat up. "How long have I been asleep?" I asked her. "Two days," she replied, holding up two fingers.

I just nodded and stared blankly into space. "What happened to you? Lisa said you were screaming, laying on the floor. She thought you had gone crazy."

"I don't want to talk about it," I snapped, not caring if I was rude or not. I don't want to talk, I don't want to tell anybody anything.

I want to be alone.

"You have to, Vee. I am worried about you," she pleaded. I kept quiet. My face was impassive. I was sure she couldn't tell at all what I was feeling.

"Vee, you're scaring me. Why are your eyes so dull and lifeless? You're just blank," she continued. Again, I didn't say anything.

I stared at the wall, not even blinking. Two days ago, a part of me left. And there's nothing that can fix that except for him.

The fact that he didn't tell me anything, makes me angry. How does he expect me to cope with all of this, without even knowing what his plan is?

Does he seriously think I'll be okay?

Well, no. I won't be okay. I won't be fine unless he is here. I so wish he is suffering the way I am now. My heart has been torn to pieces.

I don't know what to feel anymore.

"You know what? I–I'll just leave you alone for a while," she told me and stood up from her seat. She sniffled and left the room.

I reached for my phone under my pillow and grasped it in my hand. I entered WhatsApp, expecting Nathan to be online. I clicked on our chat and saw a message from him.

Yesterday

-"I'll always look back, as I walk away.

This memory will last for eternity.

And all of our tears will be lost in the rain.

When I find my way back to your arms again.

But until that day, you know you are the QUEEN OF MY HEART."

Until then, my Princess. . To and .

23:45

That's when I noticed that I couldn't see his last seen, nor his profile picture. Knowing he blocked me, my hand tightened around my phone and I found myself throwing it at the wall.

I screamed, as if in pain and banged my head on the wall repeatedly. "Why, why, why, why?!" I shouted to no one, again.

I think I'm really going crazy, over here. Just then, Danny ran inside and sped to me. "Vane, what is wrong with you?"

I was silent once again. I stared blankly at him. "Tell me. Is it Nate?" My gaze shifted to the wall at the mention of his name.

"Oh...it is him. I'm saying sorry in his behalf. All we're asking you to do is to trust us. Trust him. We know what we're doing, Vane. It's for you own safety," he said.

"How long will this thing take?" I deadpanned. "That, I don't know. Heather and Jason are pretty good at covering up their tracks. It could take MONTHS to get enough evidence and witnesses," he answered.

I just huffed and crossed my arms over my chest. "I'm sorry, Vane. But you have to wait. Wait for him to come back. I'll watch over him if that's what you want," he suggested.

I nodded in response. "Okay. Now stop banging your head, please. We don't want you to crack your skull again. It's not the best news to hear," he joked.

It took every once of energy in me not to at least smile at his joke. My gaze was fixated on the white walls of the room.

"You're getting discharged, you know?" Danny told me. I just shrugged nonchalantly. "Let's get you home!" Danny sang and helped me off the bed.

I had to put most of my weight on my right leg. My left leg seemed to hurt still. Most probably because of the stunt I pulled that day.

He helped me get dressed, and then we were off. I almost forgot university is opening pretty soon. Three more months to finish the first semester.

I'm only happy I passed last time, with marks ranging from 70% to 100%. What can I say? I know a lot about teeth.

Danny drove us in complete silence. I felt like he knew I wasn't in the mood to talk. That's one of the things I loved a lot about him. He was understanding.

We arrived shortly after. As soon as we stepped inside my home, I was engulfed in the smell of meat. As if ecstatic, my stomach grumbled.

Walking further inside, I saw Bella and Farah cooking in the kitchen. The food smelled divine.

It was a good thing they were dishing up. When they saw me, they both ran to me and attacked me in a hug. I hugged them both, just as happy.

Even though I had no emotion on my face.

"You're finally home! We cooked you some food to welcome you!" Bella exclaimed. I stiffly nodded and gave her a thumbs-up, as if thanking her.

"W–why aren't you talking?" Farah questioned. "Let's eat now, shall we? I'm sure Vane here is hungry just as I am," Danny shifted their focus.

I nodded, confirming what he said.

"Okay, then! I promise you, you will love what Bella and I cooked up," Farah gushed. I rolled my eyes.

Don't be so sure, Far.

We sat down on the couch and watched some television while eating. I have to admit, it was pretty good. The plan I had disappeared from my mind.

"So, where is Nate?" Farah asked. Why are you asking so many questions?

"Busy," I whispered. "Busy with what? He's your boyf–" I interrupted her,"Can you just shut up, Farah?! Why are you asking so many questions?! I said he's busy and that's all you need to know!" I snapped and sped to my room.

Tears fell down my cheeks on their own. I sobbed onto my pillow. Why did he have to leave? Why do his parents hate me? What have I done to them, exactly?

Last time I checked, I did absolutely nothing. But, I guess they have a vendetta towards blacks. Or anyone else, really.

I don't understand. I thought since apartheid has passed a long time ago, there was no longer hate and racism. But boy was I wrong!

I guess I was just being my naive self. From a young age, I told myself maybe whites see no reason to hate us anymore.

However, seemingly there still is. The big question here is, why do they hate us? Why don't they like us? Aren't we all people? Aren't we all people of this beautiful Earth?

Instead of killing each other and hating each other, we should be living in unity, working together and loving each other.

We should be making Earth a better place. But no, there just had to be thieves and hate in our magnificent world. It's sad that it's only getting worse.

Okay, I think I have gotten off-topic now.

I wonder how it'll be like without Nate, since it's bad with only a day without him. I do trust him. He's doing this for us, no matter how painful it is.

He wants a better future for us. And in order for us to have this future, his parents need to rot in jail for their crimes.

I wonder how he's feeling right now. Probably devastated. And Felicia! Oh my goodness, Felicia! I totally forgot she even existed.

I mean, I haven't seen her in ages.

In the end, I have faith that all will be well.

I'll wait for Nate. I trust him. And most importantly, I love him.

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